It is lovely out there - raining steadily for the last few hours, warm, good growing weather as my father used to say (although sadly for weeds as well as for plants).
Sunday is never my favourite day as nothing seems to happen. But today has been pleasant - this and that has happened and the day has passed quickly. I took a short walk after my carer had gone - haven't had one for a day or two as I haven't felt up to it, but enjoyed it this morning. I came in and had a coffee, put my feet up for half and hour and read a bit more of Hemingway's 'The Old Man and the Sea'. H from next door came round to retrieve some garden canes for me - it entailed going up steps to the second level and I dare no longer do that. Strong winds are forecast and one or two tall plants at ground level need staking before the winds arrive - I can do that as Priscilla is quite helpful when I am at ground level. H and I had a nice chat as we often do - I am so very lucky with my neighbours.
After lunch I went out into the garden with my secateurs (and Priscilla of course). It is so frustrating after being a keen gardener all my life to not be able to do the simplest things like dead-heading, or pulling up a clump of couch grass but it happens to us all and it has to be accepted.
Feet up again when I came in and shortly afterwards old school friend J from Lincolnshire rang for a chat for half an hour. Pleasant to reminisce. Now, at almost News time(and Le Tour time) I shall depart to make a sandwich of something for my tea and a cup of tea. Enjoy your Sunday evening.